For having thus indicated the seeds to be cultivated, the ancients rendered her divine honours.  There are numerous varieties of agoes, distinguishable by their leaves and flowers.  One of these species is called guanagax; both inside and out, it is of a whitish colour.  The guaragua is violet inside and white outside; another species of agoes is zazaveios, red outside and white inside.  Quinetes are white inside and red outside.  The turma is purplish, the hobos yellowish and the atibunieix has a violet skin and a white pulp.  The aniguamar is likewise violet outside and white inside and the guaccaracca is just the reverse; white outside and violet inside.  There are many other varieties, upon which we have not yet received any report.

I am aware that in enumerating these species I shall provoke envious people, who will laugh when my writings reach them, at my sending such minute particulars to Your Holiness, who is charged with such weighty interests and on whose shoulders rests the burden of the whole Christian world.  I would like to know from these envious, whether Pliny and the other sages famous for their science sought, in communicating similar details to the powerful men of their day, to be useful only to the princes with whom they corresponded.  They mingled together obscure reports and positive knowledge, great things and small, generalities and details; to the end that posterity might, equally with the princes, learn everything together, and also in the hope that those who crave details and are interested in novelties, might be able to distinguish between different countries and regions, the earth’s products, national customs, and the nature of things.  Let therefore the envious laugh at the pains I have taken; for my part, I shall laugh, not at their ignorance, envy, and laziness, but at their deplorable cleverness, pitying their passions and recommending them to the serpents from which envy draws its venom.  If I may believe what has been reported to me from Your Holiness by Galeazzo Butrigario and Giovanni Ruffo, Archbishop of Cosenza, who are the nunzios of your apostolic chair, I am certain that these details will please you.  They are the latest trappings with which I have dressed, without seeking to decorate them, admirable things; indications merely and not descriptions; but you will not reject them.  It will repay me to have burned the midnight oil in your interest, that the recollection of these discoveries may not be lost.  Each takes the money that suits his purse.  When a sheep or a pig is cut up, nothing of it remains by evening; for one man has taken the shoulder, another the rump, another the neck, and there are even some who like the tripes and the feet.  But enough of this digression on the subject of envious men and their fury; let us rather describe how the caciques congratulate their fellows when a son is born; and how they shape the beginning of their existence to its end, and why every one of them is pleased to bear several names.